To my dear LEAP students:
This morning, I awoke to my alarm clock. I tiptoed across my bedroom floor to turn it off, careful to sidestep any sleeping bodies. In the seconds between my slumber and wakefulness, I believed you were staying over with me. Lacking enough beds for all of you, I found you on my floor.
Once I made it into my living room, I realized you were not with me. You were not in my home, my city, my state, or my country. You were not on my continent, nor was I still on yours. As your presence slipped away, the kilometers between us stretched out to no end. I stared at my alarm clock, stunned and saddened to lose you.
I can’t express the weight you carry in my heart. But I know you are embedded there, when I wonder what you are writing and how you feel. When I worry for you, or imagine you walking the school hallways, I feel how much you matter. In those moments, your loving spirits break my soul open.